Burst – Frontseat

Frontseat            Walter shot a guy three years ago, but it didn’t stick.  He bought an ice cream truck afterwards, with stickers on the outside of things he didn’t sell anymore.  He kept a shotgun in the powder cabinet, weed in the foam under the frontseat, but when the kids came,…

Burst: Lady

  Lady   The lady has smell, mint.  I run around her dress to touch metal bits.  Snip my fingers.  It is a wonderful time to giggle and spin.  Underneath the window, next to sill.  She laughs at Pinder, big moustache.  Tall man, big arms.  I want tea from her hand; hand of hers in…

Burst – It’s On Simone

  It’s On Simone   “He’s over there,” she whispered. Jenny looked.  Five rows down, he was sitting at a computer, typing from his notes “Go,” she whispered.  “We’ll be in the back praying for you.” Jenny walked down the aisle.  The computers were nearly full.  Some people were surfing, others working.  No one looked…

Drink Box

  Drink Box   Sip Strong stuff Sip again Stronger still Delicate; what’s that? Rosy; who’s that? A light comes on Another goes dark   A sip A positive step Too tired to tumble Too slippery to slur I’m weightless now Floating bloating Spaceman vintage   A sip The next one comes The one after…